Then she said, “Excuse me for one moment,” and stepped outside.
I looked at Daniel. He was sitting in the plastic chair beside the bed, holding my hand.Study Anatomy
“Do you think something’s wrong?”
He squeezed my hand. “Let’s hear what the doctor says.”
Dr. Parker came back about twenty minutes later. She brought another doctor with her. A tall man with glasses and a white coat that said Dr. Samuel Osei, Gynecologic Oncology.
That word. Oncology. I saw it before I saw his face.
Dr. Parker pulled up a stool beside the bed.
“Mrs. Whitmore,” she began, “the ultrasound has shown a very large fluid-filled mass in your abdomen. It appears to be coming from your left ovary.”
I swallowed.
“What does that mean?”
“It means we need more imaging to know exactly what it is, and how best to treat it. A CT scan this afternoon, and some blood tests.”
